The safest place might be in the arms of someone you love and trust. Or it might be in a cabin on a mountain top where no one will bother you. Or it might be some place that you visit only in memory or imagination.
Where is your safest place?
In the airport, you must go through security, presenting ID, taking off your shoes, having your belongings x-rayed and your body scanned. Although the security procedure is presented as keeping you safe, in reality the point is to keep other people safe from you.
How might you be a threat to the security of others?
Sure, when you’re all piled together with your littermates you might not be able to breathe so well when your nose gets buried, and the elbow in your ribs is not the most comfortable thing in the world, but isn’t it worth it?
What discomfort are you willing to put up with in order to be close with loved ones?